Category : Poems

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Swimming circles in the ocean 
No progress made yet nothing lost
Never slowing down this feeling
That we never slowed to count the cost
Sharks will circle as we wander 
Through this effervescent plain 
Never smelling blood that’s spilled
As the light begins to wain
Territories floating round 
Waves in this never truly quite sea
As were finally hearing the sound 
Of what our purpose was meant to be .